My Detective Fiancé Arrested Me

Summary

And after three years of running, our paths crossed again during a raid.

He was the brilliant young detective leading the task force; I was the fugitive wanted for murder across eight states.

Our eyes locked, and for a fleeting second, Jacob’s composure shattered.

"Maren... how is this you?"

I tried to bolt during his moment of hesitation, but one of his officers shot me in the calf.

Now, in the interrogation room, Jacob’s eyes are bloodshot as he slams his hands on the table and roars:

"Four lives, Maren! Four people are dead! How could you do this?"